He caught me with my vibrator again and I knew that I was in even more trouble than I had been in before. He had told me that if he caught me again that the punishment would not be pleasant. I walked down the stairs to the basement where he was waiting for me. He told me to kneel with my hands in front of me. I did as I was told, and he bound my hands in gloves and lifted me up. He walked me over to where hooks hung from the ceiling and bars leaned up against the wall. He took my hands and attached them to the hook above my head. He then placed my legs in a spreader bar and attached a rod between my legs leading to my pussy. He then removed a paddle from his box, ripped open my shirt and proceeded to paddle my tits until they were bright red and my nipples were swollen. As tears rolled down my face and I tried to catch my breath he attached a wand to the bar between my legs, pushed it close to my clit and turned it on. I immediately felt my body begin to orgasm. He sat there watching me and when he could see my clit becoming engorged, he would flick it with a stick. The pain was enormous. Who would have though that orgasms could bring such unpleasantness? As I sobbed from the torture he just laughed as he turned off the lights leaving me in a dark room with only the sound of the wand and my cries.
Category: Bondage and submission
Submissive Whore Humiliation
The last time I got into trouble with my Master, he really went out of his way to humiliate me. He told me that I wasn’t allowed to go shopping and buy any shoes that he didn’t approve of, but when I passed by a store window, I saw a pair that I had to have. He caught me walking around my bedroom in them and he got really mad at me when he realized I’d disobeyed him. He put me over his knee and spanked me for my immediate punishment, but then he told me that there would be more.
He took me back to the shoe store where I’d purchased the shoes to return the shoes. But he made me crawl into the store on my hands and knees and I was on a leash. He made me tell the sales lady, from the floor, that I was a submissive whore who had made a huge mistake by disobeying my Master and that I had to return the shoes. Everyone was staring at me and I felt more humiliated than I ever had in my life. Master took me home and put me in my cage in the basement.
Bondage Whore Bernice
Being a bondage whore is rough sometimes. I mean I like being tied up and abused. I do not like being tied up and left. And that is what happened with Jake. He was this younger guy I met in a fetish room for bondage on Reddit. He only lived 30 minutes away. He was looking for a submissive to play with and I was looking to be tied up. He looked like a normal middle-class man. Cute and clean. Did not appear to be a druggy type of guy. We discussed safe words and everything. I felt confident this would go well. It did for the most part. He tied me up in several different positions. We had fun. Until the end. I was tied up like the victim of a home invasion at the end. He left me on the floor bound and gagged with no one home. My daughter was on a date and my son was hanging with friends. I had no clue how long I would be like this. I had to pee. I ended up pissing myself. I was embarrassed but I had no way of getting loose. I was stuck in this position. Until my son and one of his friends came home. They were stoned and found my predicament humorous. My son mocked his submissive whore mother who smelled like a toilet. He told his friend who had to take a leak to piss in my mouth. He did not miss a beat. Pulled out his cock and pissed down my throat. So did my son. Now I really smelled bad. My son did untie me but not out of the goodness of his heart. He untied me to fuck me. His friend and him took turns tag teaming me. I acted like I hated it. But I loved it.